Lyrical Breakdown of Let 'em Have It - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Let 'em Have It" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how KRS-One weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Let 'em Have It" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that KRS-One employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
- Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to KRS-One's narrative.
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What? Yeah, shout out Minister Server
Word up Super J, my man Byron is goin' off
Marlowe, inebriated beats, word
You know what this is, word up
Who be rockin' it constantly?
(KRS)
Who be droppin' philosophy?
(KRS)
For the real it got to be
(KRS)
Them niggaz ain't stoppin' me
(KRS)
Whack rappers they got to go
(Let 'em have it)
So they front on that microphone
(Let 'em have it)
I be comin' in all wild with raw styles, goin' that long mile
Makin' 'em all smile, make it happen, MC-in', no rappin'
Believe me I'm strappin', you see me I'm slappin'
Believe me you deceive me, it can greasy, I'm cappin'
Bring the action, add the clips
Start subtractin', multiply them shots, you a fraction
Raise up, blaze up, get made up
You wanna bug out you'll get, sprayed up now
Who be rockin' it constantly?
(KRS)
Who be droppin' philosophy?
(KRS)
For the real it got to be
(KRS)
Them niggaz ain't stoppin' me
(KRS)
Whack rappers they got to go
(Let 'em have it)
So they front on that microphone
(Let 'em have it)
It's the Temple, expandin' your mental
Inebriated instrumentals, believe me nothin' defends you
When I spit, rappers be runnin' out really quick
They come with that silly shit, but them not really it, Kris is it
Them an idiot, if it wasn't for radio programmin'
You wouldn't be feelin' it or willin' it
Original, metaphysical, meta-lyrical
Forever spiritual, really man, I ain't feelin' you
Who be rockin' it constantly?
(KRS)
Who be droppin' philosophy?
(KRS)
For the real it got to be
(KRS)
Them niggaz ain't stoppin' me
(KRS)
Whack rappers they got to go
(Let 'em have it)
So they front on that microphone
(Let 'em have it)
I'm somethin' like a phenomenon, fast like Ramadan
You can never tell what style I'm on
Wise like Solomon, unlike any udda, mon
If you lookin' for that bling, bling, go check that udda, mon
What I utter mon be butter mon, straight from the gutter mon
Box cutter in one hand, buck in the other one
Lyric, I got a ton of 'em, gunnin' 'em, not frontin' 'em
Back again, it's KRS-One and them, ooh
So who be rockin' it constantly?
(KRS)
Who be droppin' philosophy?
(KRS)
For the real it got to be
(KRS)
Them niggaz ain't stoppin' me
(KRS)
Whack rappers they got to go
(Let 'em have it)
So they front on that microphone
(Let 'em have it)
Feel it
(Let 'em have it)
So they front on the microphone
(Let 'em have it)
Y'all better catch up
Y'all better catch up, word up